My husband and I laughed it off.
The rent on our new house was almost too good to be true. Quiet street. Large backyard.
Excellent schools.
We figured there had to be some catch, but we never imagined it would be the family living on the other side of the fence.
While we were unloading boxes, an older woman watering her roses next door gave us a sympathetic smile.
« You picked the house beside David? »
« We did, » my husband, Mark, said. « Is there a problem? »
She hesitated.
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